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I’m not sure how to describe the next few moments, how we got to the bed with the mustard coverlet, or how we took our clothes off, I suppose because both of us are so detached from our senses that the details are considerably blurry.
Everything stops. He is next to me on the bed, arms around me, his cloudy eyes fixed on me. “I’m not an asshole or anything.” His voice is low and soft. “I just..I’m having this awful day.”
“I have nothing for you, really- if only we’d met another time.”
“You’re letting me down easy before sex?”
“I’m giving you a way out beforehand. Like I said, I’m just not an asshole. And…” He brushes some of my hair out of my face. I wish he hadn’t done that.
He pushes his eyes closed and shakes some thought out of his head.
I don’t know what to say, so, I kiss him, and as my head spins, it all dissolves into warm.
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